Your Man - Dead City Lyrics

There's no romance here, all the lovers have been priced out
They packed up their record collections, to get out from under the clouds
So stranger, where do you get your kicks in a city like this?
Tell me, how do you get off when it's all so meaningless?

Do you sing to yourself in traffic? Do you write poetry in line at the store?
Do you lay awake in your studio at night, wondering if there's something more?
Do you look at old photos of New York, and fall in love with places you've never been?
Do you ever dress up to go out alone, but wish you'd stayed home instead?

Dead city, tonight you look so pretty
Dead city
Dead city, tonight you look so pretty

I didn't think this would be so boring, I thought I'd live in a highlight reel
I thought I'd love the way this makes me feel, i think i thought very little
So tonight i'll put on my best suit, to sing a protest song
I'll sip a twelve dollar cocktail, and pretend that we're still young

Dead city, tonight you look so pretty
Dead city
Dead city, tonight you look so pretty